Last time, when I talked about my grandmother listening to the children, they had all seen a man and a woman stopping by the river in the evening, and they thought of the adults who had never seen them, and they couldn't help frowning, as if they had something to say, and they had some concerns. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Say, the children are all good, and the fact that they know more is not necessarily bad for them." Grandma's words dispelled grandma's concerns.

"Alas, I'm afraid that something will scare them!"

"I've been through this thrilling thing just now, what do you think they are afraid of, let's say, I want to hear your opinion on this matter." Grandma Tai continued to encourage Grandma to continue.

The rain outside had no intention of stopping, and the heavy raindrops knocked on the green tiles on the roof of the second son's house, and the green tiles poured the rain like a curtain onto a row of red brick roads at the door of the house, and then flowed down the water outlet in the courtyard to the outside of the gate. The back room of the Meng family in the front row has not been mud houses this year, and the inner layer of the wall skin has been seen, and the earthen house in the rain looks so desolate, and the big locust tree in the yard can not cover the ravages of the rainstorm, allowing the turbidity to be chaotic, and the turbid rain tears the roots of its branches.

The house seemed much warmer, so there was water vapor stained with the glass, soaked in the grass curtain of the hall, the second son father poured water into the cauldron, and the wind and fire in front of the stove were also shaken by the four generations squeaked, and when the second son mother finished dealing with the dead snake and opened the grass curtain and came in, the water in the cauldron was just boiling brightly.

The second son's father scooped a scoop of hot water from the pot and poured a cup for everyone, and the second son's mother took out the rock candy and put a small piece in everyone's cup, so everyone sat around the kang again, listening to grandma continue her train of thought.

I can't remember my grandmother's original words, but it probably means that there is a saying, it is said that there are such inconspicuous words in the outer chapter of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", "soft, close to the snake, turn into a black baht, head white tail black, near the road and give birth to a crown, long and crying, spit it out like fog, every hundred years, the paragraph and the sitting, the evening and dance, after a thousand years of combination and soaring, I don't know the direction." ”

It means that there was once a kind of monster called "soft", like a snake but not a snake, it could often be seen, but it was often invisible, it was white from the beginning to the front, and it was black when it was almost to the tail, because of cultivation, some of them could grow crowns, and the body grew longer and longer until it could crow like a rooster announcing the dawn, accompanied by the breath it exhaled, it looked like swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and every hundred years of cultivation it had to divide itself into two sections, and the two sections had their own thoughts, but they were surviving and cultivating in one place. Every time the sun sets, they will come out to dance and practice, and when they have cultivated for a thousand years, the sections divided into each hundred years will meet in one place, and they can fly into the heavens and the earth, and they will never know where to go again.

It seems that grandma has associated the snake with the cockscomb just now with the "soft" in folklore, that is to say, since this snake is black, there is only one color, that is, it has been practicing for a hundred years, and the black and white bodies have been separated, but they are still cultivating in one place.

Grandma Tai nodded yes, she said that she also thought of this, but in her opinion, this is just a "soft" that has been cultivated for a hundred years, and it is only divided into two parts, otherwise it will be even more difficult to deal with in a few hundred years. If the second son was only hit by the collision with the black and white soft, he should still be able to find a way to rescue, but the first task is to find the white soft.

The rain outside seemed to be lighter, and there was no longer a column of water flowing down the eaves, and from time to time there was the sound of a drizzle hitting the farm tools, as if these farm tools were talking. But this rock sugar water is really delicious, I drank another glass, I felt so hot, but when I touched the second son's hand with my hand, I found that the second son's hand was like ice, I quickly asked my grandmother to see the second son.

Grandma Tai grabbed the second son's wrist again, and after a while, said, "I can't wait until tomorrow when your uncle comes back, I have to go to the snake's nest today!" ”

I corrected next to me: "No, grandma, isn't it called soft?" It should be a soft nest! "Everyone is also happy, grandma put her arms around my head and said, as far as you know, make trouble for me every day, if you don't take the second son to the big pit in the west of the village, the second son may not be able to get hit.

At this time, the side of the straw curtain snorted, and a person came in, I was amused, isn't this a loach, the loach is a year younger than me, and the second son is as big, as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked and said: "I just came back from the river, my mother said that the rain was too heavy, let me go and drive our duck back, the duck has not been found, but I saw an aunt in white dancing there, and stuck out her tongue at me, so scared that I didn't dare to go home, so I ran here nearby." ”

The loach's words scared a few of our children to hide behind the door, Xiao Jing was even more scared to cry, I was also scared into a cold sweat, but seeing Xiao Jing like this, I still pretended to be indifferent, and handed the little wildflower picked in the morning to her and said, "It's nothing, with my grandmother here, don't be afraid of anything!" ”

Xiao Jing looked at my childish appearance and cried even more fiercely, which made me so ugly.

Grandma Tai didn't care about our children's reactions, but she still had a calm expression, and then asked the loach: "Loach, what does the dancing aunt look like?" ”

"White face, white arms, white legs!" The loach's expression made me give him the back of the head directly!

"What a white this, a white one, I think you are about to say goodbye, say this to you, it's a white dough!" But it makes me so angry that I can't even describe a person, and when this is done, I have to teach these little ones a lesson.

"Loach, can you say it more accurately? It's not okay to be in vain. Grandma also reminded the loaches on the side.

"Oh, that's right, that aunt is medium-sized, with long hair, melon seed face, willow eyebrows, apricot pit mouth, nose like an eagle's nose, with hooks, uh, I look like Sister Xiaojing!" Loach said as he pointed at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing just stopped crying, let him point, and said that it looked like her, so he cried again.

I twisted the loach's butt from behind, "I said it looks like dough just now, and now I use food to describe the aunt, and I say it looks like Xiaojing, I think you are looking for a fight!" ”

"Does it look like Xiao Jing!" Looking at the loach's serious face, it seems that the aunt really looks like Xiao Jing!

Like Xiao Jing? As soon as these words came out of the loach's mouth, the four adults in the room all looked at each other in unison, as if they were going to say something back, and at the same time walked to the West House and muttered quietly.

The remaining children were drinking rock sugar water in the east room, I was clever, and immediately followed, but I didn't enter the house, eavesdropping outside the door curtain, and heard them say Xiaojing's name from time to time, but there was a sentence I heard clearly, it was the second son who whispered, and the trembling voice was worse than seeing a ghost.

She said: "Grandma, if it's really a little moth, this person who has been dead for several years is a corpse, right, he can come out to dance in broad daylight and be scary, but it's okay at night?" ”

As soon as I heard that there are dancing corpses in our village, and they look like Xiao Jing, my mother, be careful that your liver is about to be scared into a little baby by them.